Post by Vix on Jun 7, 2011 14:36:27 GMT -5
Vixen.
The Star of the Show: The Character
~Name:Vixen
~Nicknames: Vix
~Age: 17
~Gender: Male
~Birthday: November 13
~Grade: Senior
~Sexual Orientation: That's for me to know, and you to find out.
Appearance:
~Eyes: Black
~Hair:shaggy, black, but looks purple or blue in sunlight, tends to hide his eyes
~Height: Very tall, just under 7 foot
~Weight:188
~Body Type: long and lengthy, mostly legs, looks like skin and bones but is actually very strong
~Skin Color: pale
~Wing Description: Dark angel wings. Jet black with silver hints and lining
~Tattoos/piercings/scars: "Death is a promise and life is a lie" is tattooed across the top of his back, scars from on slits cover his wrists, hips, and inner thighs, but he hides them. He has many other smaller scars, none terribly noticeable. No piercings, yet.
~Dress style: A stereotypical cross between goth and "emo", but he denies being either. He wears all black, and sometimes white stripes. Hints of red at times, purple or blue rarely.
~Short Description: The awkward tall emo kid, basically. He is attractive, though he doesn't consider himself it. He cares about his appearance, but more in the sense of making sure his shirt has his favorite bands on it, with matching rubber bracelets.
Personality:
~Likes: Solitude, silence, serenity, screamo.
~Dislikes: people, popularity, pink, pop culture
Hobbies: reading, writing, resting
~Quirks: shy, silent, stares.
~Flaws: insecurities, incompetent, insanity
~Personality: He's quiet, doesn't like people unless he's close to them already. Isn't easy to trust anyone, and doesn't like when people jump to things. Pretty much the loner boy, no real friends, doesn't want to make any really. He likes being alone, and he likes quiet, and friends, or any other people, tend to ruin that.
History:
~Mom:Unknown
~Dad: Unknown
~Sibling(s): None
~Pet(s):A snake named Phang, and a tarantula named Monti
~Other: No one.
~Background: Father died before he was born and mother died at birth, he was put into foster care and they didn't exactly know what to do with him. He bounced back and forth from home to home before finding this place. He hated his past and hopes this place will be better. He wants to find somewhere nice, where everyone isn't calling him a freak all the time, which is what he believes he found here. He rushed to pack his bags and get here as soon as her heard of it.
~Role Play Sample: "Emmeline kept her grip tight on her mothers skirt, she didn't want to get lost. It was very hot but they didn't have long to make it to the land of mountains where Emmeline's uncle lived. He was growing ill, and Marie's neighbor had traded a nomad for some herbal medicine, that Marie hoped may cure the sickness. Emmeline was not used to the heat. She didn't like it. She ached to be home, sitting on the snow, talking to Nova. He left her head to stay behind. She wondered what he'd say right now...
Emmeline's mother seemed to get more and more worried as time passed. The sun was high above them, and Emmeline has sweat beads on her forehead. Her mother was walking faster and faster, Emmeline couldn't keep up. Her mother began running and Emmeline lost her grip on her skirt. Her mother didn't notice, she kept going, Emmeline fought to keep up. She tried to cry out, she tried to stop her mother but the heat was too strong for her. She fell to her knees and panted, trying to catch her breath.
After a bit of rest she reached out with her mind, searching for water. She was thirsty, there had to be some near by..."
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~Code Word: Bubbles
The Star of the Show: The Character
~Name:Vixen
~Nicknames: Vix
~Age: 17
~Gender: Male
~Birthday: November 13
~Grade: Senior
~Sexual Orientation: That's for me to know, and you to find out.
Appearance:
~Eyes: Black
~Hair:shaggy, black, but looks purple or blue in sunlight, tends to hide his eyes
~Height: Very tall, just under 7 foot
~Weight:188
~Body Type: long and lengthy, mostly legs, looks like skin and bones but is actually very strong
~Skin Color: pale
~Wing Description: Dark angel wings. Jet black with silver hints and lining
~Tattoos/piercings/scars: "Death is a promise and life is a lie" is tattooed across the top of his back, scars from on slits cover his wrists, hips, and inner thighs, but he hides them. He has many other smaller scars, none terribly noticeable. No piercings, yet.
~Dress style: A stereotypical cross between goth and "emo", but he denies being either. He wears all black, and sometimes white stripes. Hints of red at times, purple or blue rarely.
~Short Description: The awkward tall emo kid, basically. He is attractive, though he doesn't consider himself it. He cares about his appearance, but more in the sense of making sure his shirt has his favorite bands on it, with matching rubber bracelets.
Personality:
~Likes: Solitude, silence, serenity, screamo.
~Dislikes: people, popularity, pink, pop culture
Hobbies: reading, writing, resting
~Quirks: shy, silent, stares.
~Flaws: insecurities, incompetent, insanity
~Personality: He's quiet, doesn't like people unless he's close to them already. Isn't easy to trust anyone, and doesn't like when people jump to things. Pretty much the loner boy, no real friends, doesn't want to make any really. He likes being alone, and he likes quiet, and friends, or any other people, tend to ruin that.
History:
~Mom:Unknown
~Dad: Unknown
~Sibling(s): None
~Pet(s):A snake named Phang, and a tarantula named Monti
~Other: No one.
~Background: Father died before he was born and mother died at birth, he was put into foster care and they didn't exactly know what to do with him. He bounced back and forth from home to home before finding this place. He hated his past and hopes this place will be better. He wants to find somewhere nice, where everyone isn't calling him a freak all the time, which is what he believes he found here. He rushed to pack his bags and get here as soon as her heard of it.
~Role Play Sample: "Emmeline kept her grip tight on her mothers skirt, she didn't want to get lost. It was very hot but they didn't have long to make it to the land of mountains where Emmeline's uncle lived. He was growing ill, and Marie's neighbor had traded a nomad for some herbal medicine, that Marie hoped may cure the sickness. Emmeline was not used to the heat. She didn't like it. She ached to be home, sitting on the snow, talking to Nova. He left her head to stay behind. She wondered what he'd say right now...
Emmeline's mother seemed to get more and more worried as time passed. The sun was high above them, and Emmeline has sweat beads on her forehead. Her mother was walking faster and faster, Emmeline couldn't keep up. Her mother began running and Emmeline lost her grip on her skirt. Her mother didn't notice, she kept going, Emmeline fought to keep up. She tried to cry out, she tried to stop her mother but the heat was too strong for her. She fell to her knees and panted, trying to catch her breath.
After a bit of rest she reached out with her mind, searching for water. She was thirsty, there had to be some near by..."
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~Code Word: Bubbles